"However, these wind and rain can overturn a small pond, but they cannot overturn the sea."

"My Yanxia Martial Arts is the sea."

"Even if Ye Fan died in battle, Tang Hao died in battle, and even I, Ye Qingtian, died here today, there is nothing to despair about."

"I believe that this is just a low point in my Yanxia martial arts."

"Wait for ten, twenty years, and wait for Xiaolin and the others to grow up."

"My hot summer martial arts will once again bloom with endless brilliance and stand proudly on the top of the world's martial arts!"

Ye Qingtian's words are like a ray of light that shines at the darkest moment of martial arts in Yanxia.

Everyone at the scene was shocked when they heard the words.

"Yes!"

"My warriors in Yanxia are invincible!"

"One Valkyrie Hall has fallen, and in the future, there will be tens of thousands of Valkyrie Temples across China!"

Inside Yunding Mountain, countless people shouted vigorously.

Afterwards, the remaining warriors, under the leadership of Ye Qingtian, charged towards the powerful Truman outside.

"Why"

"These fools."

"How could you stop the strong man from Truman?"

"It's just asking for death."

Watching Ye Qingtian and the others rush out of Yunding Mountain, the scalper sighed, and then packed his bags, ready to take advantage of the chaos and slip away.

Scalpers are not as stupid as those humans.

Not to mention that Truman has a strong man in the divine realm, the monster with six wings and two pupils alone is not something that ordinary bulls can deal with.

Don't slip away, waiting to be shot to death?

Outside Yunding Mountain, a large number of strong men from the Trumen rushed in like a tide.

Soon, these people became one with the remaining warriors on Yunding Mountain.

"Keep your eyes wide open, and don't let anyone go."

"Anyone alive on Mount Trumen will be shot to death."

When the war broke out, Chu Qitian and Chu Yuan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, standing in the distance, watching coldly.

Watching Ye Fan's relatives cry in despair, watching Jiangdong's remnant blood flow like a river.

However, soon, Chu Qitian saw that in the chaotic scene under his feet, there was a child who, under the protection of several people, took advantage of the chaos to break out at the foot of Chumen Mountain.

This small team broke through at an extremely fast speed, and in just a few minutes, they managed to cut a bloody path, seeing that this group of people was about to escape from Truman's siege.

Chu Tianqi, who was standing on a high place, shook his head and smiled. JrNovels.com